poems
Oh, how I treasure Saturdays with my son,When mum’s at work, the boys have fun….
As some of you know, I’ve been experiencing some brand new symptoms of late that…
Raising awareness of chronic illness
Raising awareness of chronic illness
People don’t appreciate how a comment or a dig,Can easily be the difference between a…
I used to be fit, I used to be strong, I used to be witty…
I went to Scratby one stormy night,But not to enjoy a walk, on the sand,…
It’s four in the morning and I’m still not asleep,The aching’s too much, from my…
I am strong, until I’m not,I am cold but my joints burn hot. I am…
Oh, how I treasure Saturdays with my son,When mum’s at work, the boys have fun….
This is a poem that I’ve had in my drafts for some time. As you…
Okay, so I don’t know if this is going to become ‘a thing’ or not…
As some of you know, I’ve been experiencing some brand new symptoms of late that…
